Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Meet Master!"

"Master is here, I am worshipped by my disciples!"

In the big square, there are dense figures in all directions, bowing to the father and son under the nine deserted tower.

This is the figure of millions of people, all kneeling on the ground, the voices converged into thunder.

The old man in black robe standing beside Xia Yan stared at everyone with a plain expression, but Xia Yan was different.

He is now carrying a fragrant soft body on his shoulders, and the strong capital on his chest can always rub against Xia Yan's back, and the round little buttocks are right next to Xia Yan's cheeks... …

emmmm...

How should I put it, Xia Yan blushed...

And more of them are speechless and a little helpless.

He now knew who the old man next to him was.

It is the founder of Shendao Sect. Among the nine burning suns in the sky, the most mysterious one. The disciples of Shendao Sect today have never seen Shengyaxu himself, but the portrait of the master must have been seen. No one dared to forget who his ancestor was.

This old man is Shengyaxu.

How long has he survived?

no one knows.

Anyway, if there is no accident for the creatures in the holy realm, they can only live for a limit of 100,000 years, which does not seem to work for him.

The Shinto Sect, which has existed since the beginning of Heaven and Earth, has been circulating in this world for too long, and even people don't even know how many years have passed since today.

But Sheng Yaxu is still alive, he is still there.

The blazing sun is in the sky, representing the immortality of Shendao Sect!

It was also because of the existence of Shengya Ruins that the Shendao Sect had been developing smoothly over the years. Later, the other eight holy realm peaks appeared in the world, and they all joined the Shendao Sect.

He is a living legend.

One person represents the entire era!

Xia Yan couldn't help but glanced at the Shengya Ruins beside him, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

This old man certainly didn't know that his life was the beginning and end of an era, and he was carrying an era forward, but he would eventually usher in the end of this era.

If Xia Yan had expected it to be right, this era must have appeared before, and Lin Cang would become the heaven in the legend of later generations, indicating that this era must be dead.

Otherwise, there will be no legends about this era.

In such a strong era, how could there be no news in Xia Yan's era.

It can only be said that it disappeared.

And the disappearance is extremely abrupt...

At this moment, Xia Yan suddenly felt that the dream of the sky was to see his father and to have more contact with his father for some time?

It is not surprising that he has such a strange feeling, because the appearance of Xia Yan's consciousness can be regarded as changing the trajectory of heaven's life.

If it weren't for Xia Yan's arrival, Lin Cang would probably still be the handyman disciple who could only go to chat with Xiao Honghua every day. In his little world, how would he know that the outside was so wonderful.

Perhaps, in Lin Cang's normal growth years, he will meet his father someday after a long time.

But it must not be today.

And Xia Yan, he changed the trajectory of Lin Cang's life.

At least in this dream, Xia Yan did it. In just one day, he attracted the attention of the nine scorching suns in the sky.

Sheng Yaxu didn't talk to Xia Yan about the parents' shortcomings, and the old man just waved his hand afterwards.

A mountain in the distance suddenly rumbling from the ground, earth and rocks shot, trees lifted into the sky, a whole mountain, guided by a strange force, finally turned into a brand new palace in the void!

This palace is huge, bigger than the other nine palaces!

At this moment, the millions of disciples of the Shinto Sect couldn't help but become heavy.

Ten days!

This is the tenth day of their Shinto Sect!

"Son, what are you doing in a daze, hug the girl and go to bed."

"what?"

Sheng Yaxu's words reached Xia Yan's ears, making Xia Yan's body stiff.

He now knows what the furnace ding is.

I'm not a kid, so why can't I understand this furnace?

In fact, to put it bluntly, that is what...

"Ahem, senior, I don't think I don't need a furnace." Xia Yan still maintains some sense. He is not a hungry ghost in color. Although the **** his shoulders looks good, the place that should be big is big and round. The place is round, and it is also an incredible holy realm peak.

Isn't this the white, rich and beautiful, tall and tall that anyone dreams of?

When Shengyaxu heard Xia Yan's words, he didn't mind that Xia Yan didn't call him his father. From Shengyaxu's point of view, he hadn't taken care of this kid for so many years, so he called his father as soon as they met. Shameless.

Sheng Yaxu also didn't talk nonsense, and immediately waved his sleeves.

The next moment, Xia Yan's figure disappeared in place abruptly.

And disappeared with him, and the beautiful woman on the shoulder...

At this moment, a little red flower suddenly hopped out. Seeing Xia Yan disappear, the little red flower immediately said anxiously: "Oh! Xia Yan, you have developed, forget me! "

Xiao Honghua seemed a little wronged and stomped her feet.

That little appearance fell in Sheng Yaxu's eyes, and a strange touch flashed across Sheng Yaxu's face, and then with a beckon, Xiao Honghua flew towards him uncontrollably.

After falling into the palm of Shengyaxu, the very pungent little red flower was also a little frightened at this moment, and would no longer dare to scream.

Sheng Yaxu seemed to look carefully at the little red flower, and then the corner of his mouth suddenly turned up, and a touch of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He said: "It turned out to be a red December, day after day, year after year, and there is always December. Your little guy's background is quite extraordinary."

"December Red represents the year, which is a reincarnation."

Xiao Honghua seemed to realize that Sheng Yaxu did not have any malicious intent towards her, and she immediately courageously asked in a low voice, "Predecessor, what do you mean by this?"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you just need to know that you are very useful to my son."

"Ah?! Senior want to let Xia Yan eat me?!" Xiao Honghua's body suddenly stiffened and said in horror.

Sheng Yaxu's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor, and he said lightly: "What? You don't want to?"

"I..." Xiao Honghua was stunned suddenly.

At this moment, she thought a lot, and eventually it became a day to be with that familiar young figure.

That was the best and most relaxing time in Xiao Honghua's memory.

"I, I'm willing." After a while, Xiao Honghua suddenly focused his head.

She has only one friend in her life.

As a fairy medicine, she seemed to be destined to be eaten by a certain strong man a long time ago.

Since there is always such a day, why can't you be eaten by your friends?

"It's better to give it to Xia Yan instead of making someone else cheaper! Hmm! That's it!" Xiao Honghua muttered, seeming to cheer herself up.

She did not notice that the strange brilliance in Sheng Yaxu's eyes was more brilliant.

Of course, eating is to eat, but it is not what Xiao Honghua imagined.

That eating is in a sense, indescribable eating...